Chapter 72: A Clean Break

Taking Everything to the Army: The Stoic Commander Is Obsessed With Me Hotpot at the Edge of the World 1306 words 2026-02-09 14:24:55

Huang Jingyi placed the insulated container on his desk and said sweetly, “Wenquan told me you haven’t had time for breakfast lately. I brought you some porridge. Please have it while it’s hot.”
At that moment, the young people in the office erupted in a noisy commotion.
With a single glance from Qiao Muting, silence fell instantly.
“Thank you. You don’t have to go to so much trouble in the future. I don’t have much appetite in the morning. If I ever feel like eating, I’ll just go to the cafeteria.”
“No matter how good the cafeteria food is—”
This fellow could be considered a junior, and to have such cultivation at a young age suggests he has quite a background; he mustn’t be offended lightly.
With a shout that shook heaven and earth, Elder Gong broke free from the formation, imposing and formidable like a god of war who ruled the battlefield. Without a word, he extended his claw, unleashing a martial skill of the lower heavenly rank called “Heaven and Earth Divine Searching Claw.”
At this moment, the man approached Batu and respectfully invited him, “My esteemed guest, our elder chieftain wishes to invite you to his tent for a drink, and he would like to learn more about the world beyond.”
Hearing An Liang’s heartfelt words, it was as if memories from earlier days came flooding back. Wang Feng, Xie Qi, and the other two’s eyes lit up, each of them growing excited.
She wanted a little more time, so that the story she had created in the virtual reality network during the most meaningful year of her life—with the help of all the medical staff who treated her—could have a decent ending.
Fortunately, when Daoman cast this technique, he intended to deliver a fatal blow to the Nine-Striped Mouse’s corpse without harming “Yannao.”
An Liang told Ye Yuxin he was going to the restroom, then left his seat and headed backstage, a faint thrill and excitement rising in his heart.
At this moment, that chilling, bone-piercing voice came slowly from between Luo Chen’s teeth. At the same time, everyone could sense an unprecedented coldness emanating from him—more precisely, a murderous intent.
Luo Chen gently stroked his chin, then gave a sly smile as his words flowed out slowly.
Only cultivators at the peak of the late Spirit Gathering stage could compete for the position of inner sect elder. Such cultivators were even rarer.
A few palace attendants followed behind Dantai Liuying, each of them frightened and trembling, yet none dared to speak a word.
Xiao Changque felt a little helpless. Although Fu Xingge was a descendant of the Fu family, his straightforward nature and clear sense of right and wrong made him, like Yixuan, a trusted aide. Yet for now, Xiao could only apologize to him; once the turmoil had passed, both he and Yixuan would be restored to favor.
An Yutong only remembered she hadn’t contacted Lin Fei for a long time when she saw Lin Fei’s name.
She wondered how Lin Sixian was doing, and whether he was anxiously searching for her after she suddenly vanished.
There is proof in poetry: speaking only of the strange tales of sworn siblings at the wine table. The poem says: “Having survived the waves of tribulation, siblings remain; raising cups together, their hearts and strength unite. From here on, through wind and rain, they stand as one; forged and tempered, they wander together.”
Ignoring her overt and covert mockery, Murong Qingwan simply walked to the scattered dishes on the ground, quietly crouched down, picked up some unsoiled greens, and tasted them carefully.
Warm, is she still the same Su Nuannuan? After all that she has endured, her heart is riddled with scars, never again to return to its former innocence and carefree state.
Tang Tong was dazed for a long moment before slowly regaining her composure, her mind already planning to seize the opportunity when it came.
Tang Yun blinked. She had been in Jinyang for quite some time, yet had never heard of such a rumor. This person had only arrived a few days ago, and spent several days bedridden.
Tuqi clasped his hands behind his back, lifted his chin with pride, and declared, “We have three laboratories like this. This one is private, one is used for teaching, and another is prepared for my teachers.”